The fact is that the son is gone, but those who are alive must continue to move forward.
Time will heal all wounds.
"Yu'er said he saw a dragon. Does the Su family have a dragon?"
"Yu'er is so happy, how can we repay that little dragon?"
Xing Lan remembered it clearly: her son's benefactor was also her benefactor, how could that little bit of money be enough?
The high monk who performed the ritual for his son said that it was fortunate he returned early, otherwise he would never have been able to come back.
The high monk refused the reward they offered, saying it was all due to fate.
Chen Hu was also pondering this question when he suddenly smiled and said, "Do you remember that stone from our family? It was passed down from our ancestors. They say that mortals can't use it, but gods can. Send it to the Su family along with this."
To them, it was just a stone, not a treasure, but it was certainly a unique stone.
Even if they're useless, a few diving suits are a token of my appreciation.
Xing Lan nodded.
"I always felt that Yu'er's situation was related to Lin Pingxi. His madness was too strange. Perhaps this is God's retribution!"
Thinking of Chen Baiyu, Xing Lan felt immense pain in her heart. Lin Pingxi was Chen Baiyu's good brother, and the two were childhood friends. Her son went missing, and Lin Pingxi went insane. How could this not be related?
But the Lin family refused to admit it and even gave her the cold shoulder. Xing Lan still felt upset when she thought about it. Lin Pingxi owed her son an apology.
And no one will ever know the truth about his son's death.
Chen Hu gently patted Xing Lan's shoulder and said, "Let's not think about this anymore. It's good that our Yu'er has rested in peace. As for right and wrong, let God decide."
It's good that Lin Pingxi has nothing to do with this, but if he is involved, he'll never be well again. Isn't that a kind of punishment?
Xing Lan sighed softly and leaned against Chen Hu in silence.
...
Su Tiantian was full of energy the very next day.
She's alright, so her family is relieved.
The Ghost Festival (also known as the Hungry Ghost Festival) is coming soon.
My family hasn't gone out to sea these past few days; they've been staying home helping fold paper ingots.
This was the first time Su Tiantian had seen these things, and she silently kept them in her heart.
These past few days, the smell of incense, candles, and paper money has been everywhere.
That evening, when it was time to officially burn these things.
Su Luo and Dai Changsheng burned together.
Dai Changsheng looked at Su Luo with gratitude: "Junior sister, thank you."
Su Luo gave these to Dai Xiaoyu. Dai Changsheng's nose tingled, and he tried his best to hold back his tears, but he couldn't stop the corners of his eyes from gradually turning red.
Su Luo has Dai Xiaoyu's talent, but she is much more meticulous than Dai Xiaoyu.
"I wonder how Xiaoyu is doing over there. She has a fiery temper, so no one should be able to bully her. She also has excellent medical skills, so I doubt anyone would dare to mess with her."
Dai Changsheng looked sadly at the firelight and muttered to himself.
My dear Xiaoyu, how are you doing now?
Su Luo noticed Dai Changsheng's sadness and said softly, "Please accept my condolences. If she has a spirit in heaven, she would also want her loved ones to be happy."
These days, she has learned a lot about Dai Xiaoyu's story.
She was a lively and enthusiastic woman; no one disliked her.
She is like a flame, capable of illuminating the darkness.
Dai Changsheng was Dai Xiaoyu's fiancé, but unfortunately they are now separated by death.
After Dai Xiaoyu's death, Dai Changsheng remained single. In the past, when Dai Ping'an was lucid, he would urge Dai Changsheng to get married, forget the past, and move forward.
"Yes, but my happiness is her. I will pursue this spirit for the rest of my life, take care of Grandpa until his death, and when I grow old, if I ever see Xiaoyu again, I will tell her about all these beautiful sights."
Dai Changsheng smiled slightly. Dai Xiaoyu loved medicine, and so did he.
In life, we encounter many things. Even if we lose romantic love, we still have family, friendship, and righteousness.
Su Luo smiled slightly and went over to say goodbye to Dai Ping'an.
"Grandpa, I'm going home now. I'll come back to study tomorrow."
She came here specifically tonight to burn some paper money for Dai Xiaoyu.
Dai Ping'an looked at Su Luo, his eyes filled with tears, and nodded: "Good child, go."
Su Luo nodded and turned to go home.
After Su Luo left, Dai Ping'an wiped away his tears and watched her figure gradually disappear into the distance.
"Grandmaster, you..."
Dai Changsheng walked to Dai Ping'an's side, feeling a little nervous, and didn't say the word "sober".
But he knew that Dai Ping'an would be conscious.
Dai Pingan nodded slowly: "You've worked hard all these years. My old bones are too resilient."
Dai Ping'an regained his senses, but Dai Changsheng became even more worried.
The pain that a sober person faces is a thousand times greater than that of a confused person.
He was really afraid that the old man wouldn't be able to hold on.
"Grandpa... I'm not tired."
Dai Changsheng knelt down beside Dai Ping'an, leaning against his knees and silently shedding tears.
Dai Ping'an reached out and patted Dai Changsheng's shoulder, sighed softly and said, "Although she is not Xiaoyu, she is just as excellent as Xiaoyu. She likes to learn, so I teach her. I don't know how much longer I can teach her. If I am gone, you, as her senior brother, should also teach her more. Traditional Chinese medicine is difficult to learn, and talent is rare."
Only those who study medicine know the hardships involved in learning traditional Chinese medicine.
Talented people may become better in a few years than they have in decades, and they may even have their own insights.
Dai Ping'an regained consciousness, but still decided to continue.
"Grandpa, don't worry, I will."
Dai Changsheng nodded and quietly placed his hand on Dai Ping'an's pulse.
But then he was hit.
"Don't worry, I'm not going to die!"
Dai Ping'an was speechless, but at the same time, he had mixed feelings.
"It's strange, but every time I see that little baby, my inner pain calms down. There are many people in this world who are suffering more than me, but if others can get through it, so can I."
Dai Ping'an has been more and more lucid these days, and the time he is lucid has been getting longer and longer. Today, he can completely accept the pain in his heart, so he will no longer indulge in confusion.
"Seeing Grandpa like this, I feel relieved."
Dai Changsheng smiled and finally breathed a sigh of relief.
He was genuinely worried that this was a final burst of lucidity before death, because this day was so special.
Thank goodness it wasn't. Thank goodness.
"Go back to your room, I'll test your studies."
"Okay, okay..."
...
When Su Luo returned home, everyone was still burning [the fire].
Su Luo also went over to help burn the offerings, and all she could hear was Su Chengguo muttering incantations.
"Ancestors of the Su family, come and collect your money! Eat or buy whatever you want, we don't need to ask for your blessings anymore, hehehehe..."
"I've blessed everyone every year for their hard work; from now on, everyone can enjoy their blessings..."
Su Luo couldn't help but 'pfft'.
"You little rascal, what nonsense are you spouting?"
Su Dahai kicked Su Chengguo in the butt.
Su Chengguo rubbed her butt and muttered, "What I said isn't wrong. We spend so little money every year, but our ancestors have to bless us with thousands of dollars worth of things. They must be exhausted. Now that we've made something of ourselves, it's time for them to enjoy their retirement..."
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